POEM: Step 9

At step 9, you were to make amends to me -
but this is irrelevant:
I forgave you before I even knew your name -
I forgive you now, as these words spill across the page -
I will forgive whatever is left in us,
Known and unknown:
Face to face,
Tears to tears,
Hand to hand.

But even this is irrelevant:
For it is healing we need,
So -

Restore your heart to its fullest size
and cook the dinner,then let me do the dishes